"Recently, there have been more and more of these news stories."
During breakfast, Qiu Tianzhi wore glasses and read the newspaper while eating. When he saw the news about a superpower crime that resulted in the deaths of two subway workers, he sighed, placed the newspaper on the table, took a sip of milk, and then picked up the newspaper again.
"Just focus on eating."
As Xingxing walked by with porridge, she took the newspaper out of his hands and sat down next to him, tilting her head and yelling upstairs, "What time is it, and you're still not up?"
Laosan rubbed his sleepy eyes, opened his bedroom door, and came out, "What time is it anyway?"
"Today you have to report to the school, how long do you plan on sleeping?" Xingxing looked up and said, "Get ready quickly and come down for breakfast."
"Rou, I'm already so old, why go to school? Can't Arou go instead?"
